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January 11th, 2022. I always seem to be the one found holding the bloody knife; gooey, rose droplets filling up and spattering onto the puddle beneath me, echoing accusations never once welcomed by my hazy brain. A well-deserved fate only by those bold enough to withdraw the edge.

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